Khairul Ahsan

Not On The Valentine's Day

No, today is not the Valentine's Day.Yet, when I woke up in the morning, At the call of a cuckoo cooing on aNearby tree, I reckoned this to be ourDay of love. Refreshed by the gentleSouth breeze entering my bedroomThrough the window cleavage that Ideliberately left open, I surmised thatThe ambiance was perfect for us toCelebrate the day, in love, in fondness.

Drizzling droplets stuck on the windowTold me that the outside weather wasChilly, but inside we were warm. Still in Bed, I saw you getting down. When I Stretched out my two palms, a gesture Well known to you, gently did you placeYour face between my outstretched palms, For me to caress it. Tightly embraced, weFelt our love in silence for some time.Inside love doesn't care for any Day!

I abandoned all my day's work, just toSpend the day leisurely at home with you.We spent the day together, simply beingTogether and talking. In the evening, atOther times I would have watched the liveTelecast of the cricket commentary, butNot tonight. Busy in gossips, you missedYour regular evening walk, and I one of My irregular ones. Yet we have no regrets, As we spent some quality time together.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Love is not to be confined to any special day. While we may look for occasions to celebrate love, we may not lose sight of an ordinary day presenting itself for the purpose. Love and nature are like twin sisters. If and when one is congenial, the other cannot be otherwise.

Comments about this poem (Not On The Valentine's Day by Khairul Ahsan )

Awww! It's true; love is not to be confined to just one day. This poem reminds me of our pets; they are ever so willing to drop whatever they're doing (whether it be digging a hole or gnawing on a bone, or even playing with one another) , and head out on a walk with me or any one of out family members, or even just to sit down on the grass and enjoy time just lying there. This might be next to nothing compared to human love, but, in my opinion, it is easier to tell whether an animal's love for you is genuine. A great poem, and 10 from me.
Cassandra
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Yes, love cannot be confined to any special day... I fully agree with you Khairul. True love is a growing reality and matures with time. It cannot wither with the passage of time and marriage is the union of two hearts with one song. It is a pleasure to see young couple in love. But it is even more pleasant to see an ageing couple (may be in their middle age or in the evening of their life) walking hand in hand. They proudly announce to the world the abiding nature of conjugal bliss. From the poem I could feel the warmth of your love. Spending quality time with one's partner will definitely cement the relationship! Enjoyed this poem allowing a glimpse into your domestic life! !
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Khairul, I was really touched when I read this poem...Indeed, every day should be celebrated as Valentine's day and even when we are extremely busy, love has its strange ways of somehow creeping though the crevices of day-to-day activities to shower its blessings on us...
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